mini eggs

Sockface doesnt like eggs, they make it puke bile all over the faces of surrounding humans. Although the thought of consuming an under developed chicken fetus makes Sockface a sad panda, there is a type of egg it likes. It went to the shops today and used some pennies to buy bits of food. 'Mini eggs' are unlike the eggs of chickens, "What are these sweet delights, shop-man?" Sockface enquired to the friendly shop assistant. "Karl Shopman. That's my name. Call me Shopman" she replied. "Ok, Karl. What is this egg?" Sockface asked again. "I already tried to explain to you - I dont speak the english you retarded sack of scrotums. will you just go away and die?" Karl said, with her poultry accent. Karl was a peacock. She fluttered her feathers in disgust and continued restocking the vodka section, drinking every other bottle. So Sockface used its amazing imagination brain to work out that mini eggs are not squeezed out from peacocks. Or any other type of cock. Or vag. They are in fact processed in a mechanical love machine that looks a lot like a caterpillar.